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Green grow the lilacs, all sparkling with dewI'm lonely, my darling, since parting with you;But by our next meeting I'll hope to prove trueAnd change the green lilacs to the Red, White and Blue.I once had a sweetheart, but now I have noneShe's gone and she's left me, I care not for oneSince she's gone and left me, contented I'll be,For she loves another one better than me.I passed my love's window, both early and lateThe look that she gave me, it makes my heart ache;Oh, the look that she gave me was painful to see,For she loves another one better than me.I wrote my love letters in rosy red lines,She sent me an answer all twisted and twined;Saying,"Keep your love letters and I will keep mineJust you write to your love and I'll write to mine." From Letras Mania